Hold fast to dreams
For if dreams die
Life is a broken-winged bird
That cannot fly.

Hold fast to dreams
For when dreams go
Life is a barren field
Frozen with snow.

--Langston Hughes

Has anyone ever depicted the true essence of life so simply and beautifully before Langston Hughes, or for that matter after him?

I'm holding fast to my dreams, and they come in the form of a slender blonde boy who is far too young for me, but too beautiful to resist.



I swear, I'll get some of my photos up here sometime.